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God Vs. Beer. Winner Gets Dale Junior.

By Jay Busbee | May 13, 2007

dale.jpgIt’s a tale as old as time, begun back in Genesis days, when Abel would dutifully pray and thank his Maker for the gift of life, while Cain would be cruising Jerusalem, doing communion-wine shots with an oxcart-load of Chosen Hotties. (Yes, we know we’re mangling Biblical history here. Run with it.)

Do you go with God, or do you roll with Budweiser? It’s the latest twist in the Dale Earnhardt Junior saga, and its Saturday-night-vs.-Sunday-morning implications have the potential to split NASCAR Nation down the middle like nothing since The Late Unpleasantness. Seems that while one of Dale’s most ardent suitors is Joe Gibbs Racing, the evangelical Gibbs folks have a bit of a religious problem with Dale’s Budweiser sponsorship:

Four times Saturday, J.D. Gibbs, son of the NFL coach, said accepting Budweiser as a sponsor would be “hard,” but he didn’t say it was impossible. “They’ve been a great partner of the sport and do a lot for us, but personally that would be a hard deal for us to do,” was one of the ways he said it. But, asked whether Bud would be a deal-breaker, Gibbs hedged again: “I’ll just leave it at that right now. I’m not sure if that would fit for us.”

We’re tempted to say that $20 million a year would do a lot to smooth over religious differences — it certainly seems to work with most preachers — but these Gibbs boys might just be serious. After all, if dealing with Tony Stewart doesn’t drive you to drink, nothing will.

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5 Responses to “God Vs. Beer. Winner Gets Dale Junior.”

  1. Mike White Says:
    May 13th, 2007 at 2:46 pm

    Three things:

    -Dale Earnhardt Jr. Is the Son of God. What he says, goes. There’s no going around that one.

    -The Bible says nothing about beer (which had not been invented yet). That technically makes it fair game until God says otherwise.

    -The most likely scenario is that Little E is going to race for his own company, JR Motorsports.

  2. Jay Busbee Says:
    May 13th, 2007 at 6:40 pm

    Wait a minute–so there’s no “Book of Schlitz”? Man, I’m gonna have to go have a few words with my old pastor…

  3. Adam Says:
    May 14th, 2007 at 9:49 am

    No, but the Caterbury Tales talked about the “Miller”, and was written in “Middle English” - and we know “Middle English” is just another way of saying “Old(e) English” - if that helps you out at all.

  4. Cheap Shots #21. « Signal to Noise Says:
    May 14th, 2007 at 1:40 pm

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  5. Jay Busbee Says:
    May 14th, 2007 at 2:41 pm

    Canterbury Tales rules. I love the part in The Miller’s Tale where the dude farts right out the window in the other guy’s face. High comedy, and so much like my senior-year prom it’s scary.

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